Marcia's POV

I sat behind a rock. It was peaceful, being as peaceful as rocks can be. It was the coldest it had been on our whole vacation. I wrapped John's tench coat around me tightly and decided I'd sleep here. 

"Marcia!" Yelled a voice, John's.

I didn't say anything. I just sat quietly. Until my mind started drifting to thoughts about John. How when he finds me in these moods he gets irritated, but he still finds a way to help me. As my head began thinking, here came those stupid tears. And my cover was blown. 

"Marcia" John sighed with relief and sat next to me

"No" I whined and wiggled away 

"Marcia, you're acting like a three year old" John grabbed my and and I whined even louder

"Stop it" John pulled me on to his  lap and hugged me tightly 

"Stop running away, I can't lose you, again" John buried his face in the crook of my neck as I stroked his cheek and around his ears lightly 

"Again" I sighed

"You know how many times I've come close to losing you, and times were I have lost you in which I don't intend on doing again" John mumbled against my neck

"Please don't hold anything against Jessica, she didn't mean to do or cause whatever you think she has, you just think about all the bad stuff and don't even take a second look at the good" I crossed my arms and looked him in the eyes

"I just, I don't want her hurting you anymore, this is too much for you to handle" John sighed 

"I'm an adult woman, I know how to act and react" I protested 

"But most the times you act like a three year old" John chuckled, as I did too 

"Why is it that I forgive you so easy when I want to be mad at you?" I pouted 

"It's because you love me so much" John smiled

"Let's head back, you and I can have a night to ourselves" John suggested. 

We headed back, hand in hand. But as we arrive, I noticed Paul and Jessica talking. Paul saw John and stood up quickly, then shot him an angry glare. John returned it with a cocky smile.

"Why are you giving her such a hard time? Plus you may like to hit women John, but in not tolerating that, I don't see how Marcia is still alive" Paul growled 

"First off, she keeps making Marcia upset which doesn't sit well with me, second off, I'd advise you to shut the fuck up before I force your mouth shut" John let go of my hand and stepped up closer to Paul 

"Maybe if Marcia didn't ask so many damn questions, she wouldn't be hurt. It's not Jessica's fault at all, it's-" 

Paul was cut off by John grabbing Paul by his shirt as both their expressions changed into aggressive looks. 

"Say it" John snapped

"It's. All. Marcia's. Fault." Paul growled, with that John threw Paul to the ground and proceeded to try continuing the fight 

"John stop it!" I grabbed John's arm and he swung, but ducked just in time and took a deep breath 

"Brian! George! Ringo!"

Written by Hannah